“epg… glibberg… epg……”

In the silent dissection room, Gu Jun's heavy hands pressed the dissection table. Strange muffled whispers kept coming into his mind, coming from nowhere, gradually getting louder and louder, like countless ghosts talking about some conspiracy in the dark.

"Leave it to him." Wu Shiyu asked everyone not to move, knowing that Gu Jun had an illusion, "Let him, I will keep an eye on him." ”

This language...... It seems that it is only composed of these two strange words, like computer language can express everything with 0 and 1, and these two strange words can also form different meanings by different rhymes......

Gu Jun's head hurt, but he still listened intently, if it weren't for the previous Kalopp-style dissection that nourished some mental power, he might not be able to support this illusion.

Listening to the strange sound, the vision in front of him quickly became substantial, and he was suddenly drowned.

The night sky is black and oppressive, and the cold wind is piercing through the bones. Gu Jun felt that he had entered a subjective perspective, and when he looked around, he was crouching on an old tree......

The moonlight is hazy, and it is difficult to see clearly, and there seem to be some low yellow mud houses scattered around.

There are no buildings higher than three floors, no concrete buildings, all dilapidated yellow mud houses, some of the roofs are black tiles, some are dry straw, and they are very simple.

The road was just as desolate, full of unkempt weeds and trees, and he couldn't see any smooth concrete roads, only dirt roads, no telephone poles, or anything modern in name, and the surrounding mountains looked eerie.

But Gu Jun recognized it by the topography, this is ...... Nantang Village! Former Nantang Village......

"My perspective." What did he think of, was it the perspective of village elder Chen Shuhuai?

More than 80 years ago, Chen Shuhuai was not a child or a teenager, but he hid in a tree and saw the mysterious ritual of Uncle Gou's family......

"Uncle Dog's house is over there." Although the tree had been cut down later, Gu Jun recognized the direction, because Uncle Gou's house was located at the foot of the mountain, and that strange voice also came from that direction, which should be what Uncle Dog said Chen Shuhuai said.

After seeing the black shadow, Chen Shuhuai was so frightened that he kept shrinking and didn't dare to look at it.

At this time, Gu Jun controlled this perspective, and the probe looked through the gap in the branches of the big tree.

I saw that on the land that later became a barren land, there were several yellow mud houses and scaffolding built in a circle, and in the middle was a small courtyard.

Through the moonlight and the faint light of the lamps and candles, I could vaguely see a group of more than a dozen people muttering words in the courtyard.

There was a figure with a protruding facial jaw that sounded familiar to him...... It's Uncle Dog.

And in the middle of them, there seemed to be a hazy black shadow.

Gu Jun only looked at it a few more times, and the more he had a splitting headache, the black shadow looked like it had no specific shape, like a mass in the void......

Hazy, vague, real and illusory, does that thing really exist? But he felt it draining the heat from the surroundings, draining the spirit from the surroundings.

“epg… glibberg……”

Uncle Dog, they continued to read something in that strange language towards the dark shadow. The black shadow seems to be growing and growing......

Gu Jun's body was even colder, and Chen Shuhuai said that on the way back, he found that all the domestic animals in the village seemed to have lost their souls, and they all died the next day.

That is, at the moment of the illusion, have those domestic animals been drained of their spirits...... But why are the villagers okay......

Suddenly, at this time, the cold penetrated into his heart, and the night could not hide his perspective, and he saw four figures walking on the dirt roads around the village, one of which looked like Chen Fade, and the other three were probably the people who had also been stolen and dug up their graves later.

Armed with a long bamboo pole in hand, they walked to the wall of each villager's yellow mud house and tapped on the wooden window above......

Da-da-da-da.

After a while, there were many more figures on the village road under the dark night, and they were the villagers.

They walked out of the house expressionlessly and followed Chen Fade and the four of them expressionlessly.

Everyone, young and old, and a child of several years old, walked at the same pace, very slowly......

The sound of the strange language became louder, as if calling for something, and hundreds of people in a village were all around Uncle Dog's house in a short time.

They fell to their knees and made strange noises, but not in that language, just the hissing sound of a wild beast.

And Chen Fade and the four of them walked into the courtyard.

All the villagers of Nantang Village participated in this ceremony in this way...... These people are blinded by illusions, what is the "roe deer meat" they eat......

Looking at this, Gu Jun's headache became even worse, and the pain was so painful that the illusion was already shaking.

It was also at this time that he seemed to smell the stench brought by the cold wind, it was the smell of corpses, the smell of giants watching corpses......

But he didn't see where the body was, not in the courtyard, not around.

“epg… Glibberg ...... "At this time, Chen Fade and the four of them joined the queue of Uncle Dog's family, and they also uttered that strange language. On their already old faces, there is no old age, but there is an almost crazy fanaticism, even more fanatical than the old dog uncle's family.

But everyone in the courtyard spoke faster and faster, until it stopped abruptly with a bang.

And the dead and silent villagers around suddenly looked at the big tree in unison, and their chaotic eyes were manipulated by dreams.

"You're here." They spoke slowly, and the voices of hundreds of people mixed into a handful of old words.

It was he in that desert island nightmare, the same thing that Uncle Dog said to him, you are here......

In an instant, Gu Jun felt a huge cramping pain in his heart, the illusion in front of him was shattered, and he let out a muffled cry of pain and almost collapsed on the dissecting table.

He was hurriedly held up by Uncle Dan and Cai Zixuan next to him, and Wang Ruoxiang asked anxiously, "Are you okay?" ”

"Ahh Wu Shiyu breathed a sigh of relief, feeling more than others, "He's okay, it's okay." She walked back to the couch.

"I'll just rest for a while......" Gu Jun was helped by them to sit down on a high stool, pondering the meaning of the illusion just now.

But after a while, he had just gasped for breath, and Uncle Dan seemed to hear something from the communication headset, and he answered a few times, his face became a little bad, and he said to him: "Ah Jun, Chen Shuhuai, the old man of Nantang Village, has just left." "Go, die.

"What!?" Gu Jun's heart clenched violently again.

Although Chen Shuhuai is 95 years old, he is still in good health and conscious, and he has been very cooperative since he was taken away by the Tianji Bureau to assist in the investigation.

If there were no accidents, no one would doubt whether Chen Shuhuai could live to be 100 years old.

"Right when you saw the hallucination." Uncle Dan said calmly, "Chen Shuhuai suddenly became delirious, screamed in extreme fear, screaming 'I didn't look, I didn't look', cardiac arrest, and the rescue was unsuccessful." It's still doing it, but it's 95 years old......

Gu Jun took a deep breath silently, closed his eyes and frowned, looking at the darkness that could not be broken, a wave of anger, sorrow and hesitation suddenly appeared.